Not Just a Nightmare

I had a horrible dream last night
actually it was a nightmare
It made me so full of fright
it seemed so real I was so scared

My father was standing over me
he had a knife in his hand
can you not see
My father is a horrible man

He slit my wrists
and cut my neck
I clenched my fists
and took a shot at his head

he held down my arms
and brought down the knife
he didn't do much harm
he just helped me end my life

i looked down at my bleeding body
my shirt is soaked in blood
I feel so very dirty
for what my father had done

As he stood over me
and just laughed away
he stared at me so very closely
when I said I'll have the last laugh one day

I died so slowly
in so much pain
but that's okay
if I would have lived longer
the memories would have killed me
each and every day